They wanted to wait until Alex came back from the kitchen, which was fair enough. This concerned him too. He carried a red mug by the handle, treading carefully so as not to spill a drop onto the floor.
So, he’s houseproud — noted.
I could tell a lot from someone by their actions. The way they respected their living space and the people around them.
“Here, I hope I’ve made it right,” Alex handed me a mug of steaming hot tea, and then put a coaster onto the coffee table in front of me.
I took in every detail, making a mental note of their behavior patterns. It would help me to figure out what made them tick. After inspecting the tea, I risked a sip. It wasn’t too milky, and it wasn’t too strong . . . it won my seal of approval. We were off to an impressive start.
Alex watched me, crin
